The World.

We all have heard of stories of people giving up on themselves, end up jumping of a cliff or tying a rope around their neck which is known as suicide. Strange thing is, when the one who committed the action dies, and the people who knows him/her are most of the time surprised, shocked.

Most of the time people say.

"I thought there was nothing wrong - She was always a happy child!"

"He had everything others wanted. So why did he throw it all away?"

"She was the one everyone loved most. So why did she...?"

"He was the person I looked up to most."

And maybe even more. What has the world come to, really? One gets so good at acting, no one notices the mask. People smile, but that doesn't mean they're happy. And just because you're not crying, it doesn't mean you're not hurting.

In the end, how much do you know someone anyway?

In this world of today, is everyone expressing themselves truly? Or is everyone just unhappy and tired of pretending? Maybe this is just a world full of lies where everyone has succumb to. The mask of deception stuck on so tight, it's hard to take it off after all these times.

Everyone deserves to be happy, no matter what past they hold.